Happy Birthday Dad

To OC — somewhere in nature, listening for me.

Your birthday came in with the wind and left with the rain. Like the drops on the ground, tears fell with the pain.

You are missed often, and not just by me. You are dearly missed throughout our community.

I hear stories of you often from the people you met. I am thankful for them, because I will never forget.

The wild soul you were, the adventures you chased, The kindness you tried to mask behind a bearded face.

I’ll never forget the lessons you taught, From living off the land and using what we caught.

To staying vigilant and aware, Because you never knew when you’d come face to face with a bear.

We miss you — OC, Paul, or Paulie to a few. But I miss you most.

Love, Sierra Winter Blue